I was brought home by the rich and powerful

Chapter 325
"It's started." Looking at the message, Rong Yujin said to Duan Jiaoyang beside him.

The night was dark, and the two stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise, looking at the scenery outside, "Just start." I'm afraid, it hasn't started yet.

Then came the people on her side.

Hospital
An Hong woke up in a panic, stared at the ceiling, and the pungent smell of disinfectant from his nose clearly told him that he was in the hospital now.

While he was having dinner...

Footsteps were heard, and a doctor in a white coat came in, as if he didn't expect him to wake up so soon, his eyes froze for a moment.

But he calmed down quickly, and then asked An Hong, "Do you have any medical history?"

An Hong stared at the doctor, the moment just now should not be wrong.

There was something wrong with this doctor, but the questions he asked were professional, and An Hong felt that it was unlikely to be fake.

Most people don't know about his past medical history, but the meal he just ate...

He thought about it, and there was indeed a reason for his medical history.

He nodded, but found that the doctor took the medical records and left after asking a few questions.

An Hong: "..." Is it true that I think too much.

This thought had just come to an end, and footsteps came again, but the footsteps were very light.

Before An Hong could react, he felt a black shadow flicker in front of his eyes, and then the lights went out.

In the dark, he felt something prick his arm.

Needle……

All kinds of terrifying associations made him want to make a sound, but he didn't know whether it was because he was too scared or something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Save...life." Finally, he uttered these two words with difficulty, and he felt that his body seemed to be out of control.

Are you going to die?

Will he be killed after all?

An Hong's pupils began to slacken, and he shouted the word "help" loudly to him, and even tried his best, but in fact, there was no much response.

A burst of hurried footsteps appeared in An Hong's gradually slackened thinking. He didn't even know if there were such footsteps in reality, or if he imagined them out of thin air.

There seems to be the sound of fighting, there seems to be a figure of fighting, it seems...

"An Hong, An Hong, wake up, you will die if you fall asleep." Someone eagerly shouted his name next to his ear.

A doctor was saving his life, and An Hong felt like he was really racing against death at this moment.

The entire vision was flickering, and he couldn't distinguish between reality and dream.

Time passed by little by little, and finally, the doctor took off the medical mask, "He has been rescued."

And this news was notified to Duan Jiaoyang almost at the same time, and...

Yang Lao.

Yang family.

Old Yang seldom stayed up late at his age, but tonight he was staying up in the study, pacing and walking, full of anxiety.

It stands to reason that everything is still going step by step, so there is no need to be so uneasy, but...

It just feels like there is no good news.

It's past one o'clock in the morning.

Did you succeed? !

It doesn't matter whether it is clean or not, whether it is successful or not!

He needs a definite answer.

It took another half an hour for the answer to come.

An Hong was rescued.

The mobile phone in Mr. Yang's hand fell from his hand...

It’s over.

There were only two words left in his mind, and his body took a weak step back, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

He knew that being held hostage on this path, advancing was the struggle of the Yang family for decades, and retreating... was the effort of everyone in the Yang family.

If he could apologise with death and not stay in the same seat, he almost wanted to kill himself.

But, it's useless, neither the husband nor Rong Yujin will let him go.

He used to snatch the business from Rong Yujin, but now he has to pay more and more.

There is no place to die.

He slid down weakly and terrified, and sat down on the ground, leaning his back against the desk behind him, his whole body was lifeless.

"It's over, it's over..."

His eldest son knocked on the door and came in. He has never seen his father collapse like this before, no, it should be said to be panic.

"Dad, what's the matter, what happened?"

Old Yang opened his cloudy eyes, and there is no such thing as the self-confidence before, let alone the grand ambitions, how much he wants to increase the assets of the Yang family...

Now he is like a bereaved dog. He looks at his eldest son. The younger son died at the beginning of the year, and the older one can't die anymore.

He is very clear about the temperament of the eldest son. People from a family like theirs, born like a cloud, fell to the bottom of the mud, and lived in the mud, would not have the courage to live.

He suddenly grabbed the elder son's hand firmly, "Go, immediately, take your passport! I won't go back to China, don't come back! Did you hear that?"

"dad?"

"Don't ask, don't ask anything, go now, is the overseas asset transfer that you handled earlier safe?"

"Transferred, but there are still some follow-ups..."

"You go abroad and deal with it. What are you doing in a daze, go, you won't be able to go if it's too late."

"dad……"

"We lost." Elder Yang closed his eyes and told his son to leave.

After some consideration, Young Master Yang still obeyed and left, "Dad, don't be discouraged, I will deal with our Yang family overseas."

It's just that he didn't expect that when he arrived at the airport, his car would be stopped by the police.

The reason is that he is suspected of commercial crime and ordering homicide.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the Yang family, but this is the beginning of Rong Yujin and Duan Jiaoyang's counterattack.

Now, the game cannot be stopped until those who deserve justice are brought to justice.

………………

"What do you think Mr. Yang will do when he hears the news?" Duan Jiaoyang leaned on Rong Yujin's shoulder, not feeling too sleepy yet.

Rong Yujin tilted his head and kissed her forehead lightly, "It must be ashamed? However, he only has one son left, and he will definitely find a way to turn over."

"In that case, it will be as we expected, but what if the people behind him don't show up?"

"People with his background have become other people's front dogs, and they will become bereaved dogs. Do you think he will give it a go?" Rong Yujin pinched her nose lightly, "Aren't you sleepy yet? "

"Well, not sleepy." She blinked at him with her black and white eyes open.

Rong Yujin's throat tightened, "Scorching sun..." He originally thought that she was too tired today and asked her to rest first.

Although he really... wanted to.

Looking at the charming face in front of her eyes, Rong Yujin swallowed her saliva, her hand had already moved up, and she directly raised it to hang around his neck, "Okay, let's cover the quilt and chat. Turn off the light."

Rong Yujin took a deep breath, and turned off the light with voice control, the room was pitch black, only the quilt on the bed was arched...

(End of this chapter)